The Devil Who Devoured Snow White Chapter 257
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Instead of doing what he said, she stared at his body. He was the embodiment of everything she dreamt and yearned for in a man. She was staring blatantly at him. "I think I've just died and gone to hell. I always thought the source of hell's hotness was the fire. I was wrong, it's you."
"You're still dressed." Before she could take a full breath, he attacked her garments, ripping her bathrobe off. Her jeans had been tugged down from her waist.
She regretted wearing pants that day, she could have easily given him access. Lu Mengjie suddenly let out a yelp when he yanked her up.
"L-Liwei! Your wounds!"
"They're fine." He walked towards the wooden counter and set her there before he finally removed her last garment.
Before she could protest again, he attacked her with another heated kiss. If they stayed long enough, she was sure that he could make her come with just a kiss. From the way he looked and felt under her hands to the way he caressed her, everything about him aroused her. Her hunger was fueled by his greediness and quiet demands on her body, as well as the forcefulness with which she indulged him and received pleasure in return.
It was then that she suddenly felt empty when he pulled away from her. She was aching for him. She hated to admit it but right at that moment, she wanted to have him inside her. She wasn't going to ask him though. There were other ways to relieve her.
He had a predatory look on his face as he seized her up with his lustful gaze. The side of his lips curled up into a dangerous smirk before moving his lips to her throat. He went down and captured her other breast between his teeth, nibbling, and licking.
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A shudder of excitement passed through her body. Her skin was heated and tingling, her breasts were heavy and delicate especially when she was still a breastfeeding mother. He finally had a taste of her milk. He tugged, and the tiny dart of pain caused her back to arch, eliciting a soft sob. He then sucked softly to relieve the sting before he kissed way downward.
"Spread your legs."
She adored the bite of command in his voice but she knew that she couldn't do what he wanted. "No, I'll have to shower first."
He looked at her with a domineering glint in his eyes. "You're everything I want, Mengjie. All of you is mine," He said, his voice stern. "You are everything I want."
He strutted his hands on her legs and spread them out wide. She gasped. She didn't want him to put his face between her thighs, not when she has yet to bathe. She tried to fight against his grip, flushing with embarrassment.
"Stop." Her agitated struggles came to a halt when he locked his icy glare on her.
She couldn't say a single word in retort. Instead, she instinctively licked her dry lips, she was so easily turned on just by seeing the feral desire in his eyes.
"Now be good and sit still." He gently snarled and dived for the smooth flesh between her legs. He plunged his tongue into her, licking and splitting her delicate cavern.
She arched her body forward. It felt so amazing that she could have wept. She could feel his tongue inside her, circling, tasting every corner. Her hips shook with agitation, her body quietly pleading for more.
She tossed her head back as the velvet softness of his tongue flicked across her swollen clit. "Ahh… don't stop…"
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He continued until she came with his gentlest suction and a firm lick. As the orgasm rushed through her, she fidgeted, her core tensing and her limbs quivering. His tongue pressed into her, fluttering over the shallow entry, attempting to draw him further in as she convulsed. It caused him to groan, reverberating across her swelling skin.
After he had pulled away, she had thought that it was over until… he pushed two fingers inside.
"N-no…" Every inch of her skin tingled and burned as she shook her head from side to side when she felt his fingers curving and stroking her inside.
"One more," He goaded, his voice raspy. He loved seeing her body quivered for him. He loved listening to the music in her as it resounded inside the room.
She moaned and struggled against the attack, she was so sensitive that she came again after being played by his fingers. "N-no… no more…"
"Beg me to fuck you, sweetheart."
Her body wanted him so badly but her mind persevered upon seeing the blood, trickling down from the wound that reopened on his shoulder. "I… I can't."
"You will." He blew a gentle stream of air over her damp skin, the coolness of his breath rekindled the sensitive nerve endings on her fevered skin. He didn't care about the sting on his shoulder, he wanted her. She mattered more. He wouldn't allow a small wound to spoil their fun. As his fingers twisted and opened her insides, his lips pulled on her clit with a steady, rhythmic sucking, making her come once more.
"L-Liwei… please!"
"Please what?"
He shattered the barrier between her emotions and physical pleasure as he began teasing her. He would pull out his fingers from her cavern and stop licking her every time he felt her near her climax.
"Fuck me!" She growled in frustration, finally giving in to his demand.
He looked at her with a smug smirk. Oh how she wished she could slap it off his lips but she couldn't, he looked so damn sexy. "Beg me, Mengjie."
She bit her lower lip, she couldn't hold back so she finally pleaded. "Please, Liwei. I want you… I…" She pursed her swollen lips and gulped as she saw him stand up.
"You want me to do what?"
"I want you to fuck me. I want your cock inside me. Fuck me. Hard." Her face flushed as she finally said those words.
"Please?" she hurriedly added upon seeing him raise a brow. "I need you…" She dropped her hands, taking hold of his throbbing length. She wrapped her legs around his waist, hoping to drag him close. "I need this... inside me."
He chuckled in amusement at her straightforwardness. "It's all yours, sweetheart. This main course is all yours."
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